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Date Posted: 00:06:40 03/02/03 Sun
Author: Arvad
Subject: ( Wandering )
His parents having disappeared on him, as well as his new younger sibling, the young colt had found nothing better to do but wander aimlessly from his home across the wide open space... until he came to water. Gingerly his hoof moves to touch at the smooth liquid, and he shivers in delight as it slides over his hocks; leaving a dark trail as it returns to its own kind. Another hoof moves to join the first, and then the third and the fourth. Quickly the colt finds himself wading busily through the water, his eyes darting every which way in astonishment; never before had he seen so much of it all! Truly boggled, he is forced to halt when he struggles to regain his footing upon the opposite shore. Shaking as a canine might - although he himself had never seen any of that certain species, it is always a nice thing to be able to compare - he relieves himself mostly of the water that has sodden his pelt before moving on. Curiousity and interest strengthens his young steps, and always does he look and watch; so beautiful... who knows how the horses who wallow in such luxury will deign to receive one such as himself?
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Curiousity. -- Wolven, 11:15:22 03/02/03 Sun [1]
( I'm not entirely sure that you, Arvad, are still played by Kate, but if you are, YOU'RE A LITTLE BUGGER! You're still here! Now, if you aren't, please ignore the previous comments stated above. *Grin* )
With an imperceptible grin, he watches the colt entertain himself with the delightful opulence of water. "You know, newcomer, the foals here just jump into the water rather than tentatively touch it first and then wade in." With a vigorous chortle, he adheres with the colt in the lagoon.
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*Blushing, she walks forward. It had been a while since a colt had come.>>> -- Basandara, 17:17:51 03/04/03 Tue [1]
Walking up, she smiles.* Hello, I'm Basandara. What's your name?*Trying not to blush, she looks happily at him with her saphire blue eyes.*
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( Found ) -- Arvad, 23:39:29 03/07/03 Fri [1]
(ooc: stupid computer deleted my first post)
With the approach of the stallion and the filly(?), he freezes. Even though moments before he had so confidently waded into the territory, across the defining water, the disinction - as blurred as it may be - between him and them is clear in his heart and mind. Nevertheless, the colt is not one to loose his composure where strangers might see, and he forces his body to relax and to breathe in the air and exhale in calming rhythem. A shy smile emerges in his illuminant eyes; hiding Doubt and Uncertainty who linger in the very depths with fateful claws sharp and ready.
"I'm new; I didn't realize that I was supposed to splash in it." he answers Wolven softly, then turns to Basandra and merges the two answers, the one to Wolven and the other to the filly, into one. "My name's Arvad. What are yours?" The dark gray, speckled white colt watches both of them with the harmless interest a newcomer attaches with those who first greet him.
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*Blushes slightly.* I'm Basandara. Daughter of French Silk and Bey V, grandaughter of DOL and Steel.*Afraid she was talking too much.* You know, you have a nice name.>> -- Basandara, 19:20:06 03/11/03 Tue [1]
(remember, I have to go to the libary to use i-net. Please bear with me and my broken comp! ^.^)
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( Ignorance ) -- Arvad, 22:09:36 03/11/03 Tue [1]
Arvad studies the filly's blush with pure curiousity; he had never seen a blush before.... "Thanks," he replies, "your name is nice too." Figuring that that's the best way to respond to a compliment, he quickly moves on. "Who are French Silk, Bey V, DOL, and Steel?"
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(growls at the enter key) -- Arvad's player, 22:10:51 03/11/03 Tue [1]
I meant to also add "no prob" out of character. I understand completely! Take all the time you need!
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(LoL! Thanks! You're nice! ^.^)Thank you.*Smiles, making her deep saphire blue eyes shimmer.*>>> -- Basandara, 14:22:59 03/14/03 Fri [1]
French Silk, my mother, is the back up lead mare. Bey V, my father, is back up lead stallion. Dol, my mother's mother, my grandmother, is the queen.*Smiles softly.*
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*Looks around for the other* -- Basandara, 11:33:14 03/22/03 Sat [1]
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*Sighs.* He must have left.*She thinks* -- Basandara, 14:05:21 03/29/03 Sat [1]
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Hm.... *Sheepish smile* -- Arvad, 21:32:52 04/05/03 Sat [1]
If you want to continue we can certainly do so; I had to leave because I had gone on holiday with my family. Here, if you do want to continue:
"You're the granddaughter of the queen? And your mother is back-up lead mare?" Suddenly, as the colt sees it, an invisible line is drawn between him and Basandra. Nevertheless, he does not, as another colt might, withdraw, but actually steps onward. Now that he knows there's a line there, he just has to cross it.
Then he realizes the silliness of his questions. Laughing softly at himself, his eyes soften as he allows that he had made a slight mistake in his phrasing. "Should I say," he says, smiling, "congratulations?"
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:: † ƒ |< :: ßabe :: -- §upafly, 02:59:16 04/07/03 Mon [1]
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( Greetings extended ) -- Arvad, 10:49:46 04/07/03 Mon [1]
As yet another filly appears, Arvad's eyes narrow thoughtfully, studying the smaller one. "Hello, Supafly, I'm Arvad." He glances at Basandra briefly, comparing the two. "Are you sisters?" He asks incredulously. They don't look to be related, but one never really knows.
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:: † ƒ |< :: ßabe :: -- §upafly, 05:10:23 04/08/03 Tue [1]
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( Insanity ) -- Arvad, 23:24:32 04/10/03 Thu [1]
Mother and daughter? Arvad quite obviously stares at the two, comparing them yet again, though this time in a different light. However, as confused as his thoughts are, his voice is calm as he responds. "You don't appear to be much younger than Basandra," he says to Supafly. "And she doesn't seem to be an adult just yet. How can you be her daughter? Is it the custom of this territory for fillies to have fillies?"
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:: † ƒ |< :: ßabe :: -- §upafly, 01:18:31 04/11/03 Fri [1]
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( Amazing ) -- Arvad, 17:49:50 04/11/03 Fri [1]
The almost is what struck the colt the most, his eyes slidding to watch Basandra. Then he shrugs mentally. Ah well, it's her youth she threw away when she adopted, or bore, the younger Supafly. He glances away from them, turning his studious attention upon the landscape. "It's beautiful here," he comments.
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:: † ƒ |< :: ßabe :: -- §upafly, 21:28:37 04/11/03 Fri [1]
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( A walk ) -- Arvad, 15:54:44 04/12/03 Sat [1]
A walk? He once again looks at the filly, his gaze seeming to bore into her with a pensive air. Then he nods shortly, suddenly withdrawing into himself. "A walk, then. Please excuse us, Basandra." Flashing a slight smile in the older filly's direction, he says to Supafly, "Lead on."
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:: † ƒ |< :: ßabe :: -- §upafly, 21:18:36 04/12/03 Sat [1]
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( Follow ) -- Arvad, 23:01:40 04/12/03 Sat [1]
He follows her with his eyes first, then he shakes his head sharply, a few long strides quickly taking him to her side. "Where are we going?"
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:: † ƒ |< :: ßabe :: -- §upafly, 17:56:22 04/13/03 Sun [1]
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( Anywhere at all ) -- Arvad, 19:31:06 04/13/03 Sun [1]
Once, in his much earlier days of life, his pelt had been as bright and polished as the filly's own -- an unearthly white that is unfitting for a normal horse. Now he is a dark spot against the terrain; a creature whose mind is as puzzling as the change in his color. However, the question ever stands... does he want to be a mystery?
He looks away from the filly, his gaze alighting upon nothing in particular as he considers their options. At last, though, he is forced to admit that he knows nothing about the land.
"If I choose, our walk will turn into something that will last days if not weeks. Because I'm a visitor, you can have the honor of choosing what we will go."
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:: † ƒ |< :: ßabe :: -- §upafly, 19:33:48 04/13/03 Sun [1]
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( Beach ) -- Arvad, 19:38:37 04/13/03 Sun [1]
"To the beach, then." He answers quickly. "Lead the way."
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:: † ƒ |< :: ßabe :: -- §upafly, 19:46:04 04/13/03 Sun [1]
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( Following ) -- Arvad, 19:50:58 04/13/03 Sun [1]
To make a short description of his actions even shorter; he follows her.
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*She watches as the two leave. She sighs.>>> -- Basandara, 12:25:40 04/15/03 Tue [1]
Why does it seem that just because I adopted a foal a little before I turned a mare it sheds a new light on me? I'm still as young as before. Now her own daughter was having a crush on someone she was starting to like. After her past crush threatened and threw himself over the cliff since she didn't want to be his mate then, she figured she'd never have a mate or boyfriend again of her own. Sighing, she looks at the very very young 6 week old filly walk with the probably 3(how old is he?) year old colt. Wondering how that would match if he felt the same about supafly, she shakes her head and lays down and rests.*
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